Jesus is Nailed to the Cross,
According to the visions of Bl. Anne Catherine Emmerich
Warning – an extremely graphic account.
Jesus was now stretched on the cross by
the executioners, He had lain Himself upon it; but they pushed
Him lower down into the hollow places, rudely drew His right hand to
the hole for the nail in the right arm of the cross, and tied His
wrist fast. One knelt on His sacred breast and held the closing hand
flat; another placed the long, thick nail, which had been filed to a
sharp point, upon the palm of His sacred hand, and struck furious
blows with the iron hammer. A sweet, clear, spasmodic cry of
anguish broke from the Lord's lips, and His blood spurted out upon
the arms of the executioners. The muscles and ligaments of the
hand had been torn and, by the three edged nail, driven into the
narrow hole. I counted the strokes of the hammer, but my anguish made
me forget their number. The Blessed Virgin sobbed in a low voice, but
Magdalen was perfectly crazed.
The bore was a large piece of iron like
a Latin T, and there was no wood at all about it. The large hammer
also was, handle and all, of one piece of iron, and almost of the
same shape as the wooden mallet we see used by a joiner when striking
on a chisel.
The nails, at the sight of which Jesus
shuddered, were so long that when the executioners grasped them in
their fists, they projected about an inch at either end. The head
consisted of a little plate with a knob, and it covered as much of
the palm of the hand as a crown-piece would do. They were three
edged, thick near the head as a moderate sized thumb, then tapered to
the thickness of a little finger, and lastly were filed to a point.
When hammered in, the point could be seen projecting a little on the
opposite side of the cross.
After nailing Our Lord's right hand,
the crucifiers found that His left, which also was fastened to the
crosspiece, did not reach to the hole made for the nail, for they had
bored a good two inches from the fingertips. They consequently
unbound Jesus' arm from the cross, wound cords around it and, with
their feet supported firmly against the cross, pulled it forward
until the hand reached the hole. Now, kneeling on the arm and breast
of the Lord, they fastened the arm again on the beam, and hammered
the second nail through the left hand. The blood spurted up and
Jesus' sweet, clear cry of agony sounded above the strokes of the
heavy hammer. Both arms had been torn from their sockets, the
shoulders were distended and hollow, and at the elbows one could see
the disjointed bones. Jesus' breast heaved, and His legs were drawn
up doubled to His body. His arms were stretched out in so straight a
line that they no longer covered the obliquely rising crosspieces.
One could see through the space thus made between them and His
armpits.
The Blessed Virgin endured all this
torture with Jesus. She was pale as a corpse, and low moans of agony
sounded from her lips. The Pharisees were mocking and jesting at the
side of the low wall by which she was standing, therefore John led
her to the other holy women at a still greater distance from the
circle. Magdalen was like one out of her mind. She tore her face with
her fingernails, till her eyes and cheeks were covered with blood.
About a third of its height from below,
there was fixed to the cross by an immense spike a projecting block
to which Jesus' feet were to be nailed, so that He should be rather
standing than hanging; otherwise His hands would have been torn,
and His feet could not have been nailed without breaking the bones. A
hole for the nail had been bored in the block, and a little hollow
place was made for His heels. Similar cavities had been made all down
the trunk of the cross, in order to prolong His sufferings, for
without them the hands would have been torn open and the body would
have fallen violently by its own weight.
The Nailing of Jesus' Feet
The whole body of our Blessed Redeemer
had been contracted by the violent stretching of the arms to the
holes for the nails, and His knees were forcibly drawn up. The
executioners now fell furiously upon them and, winding ropes around them,
fastened them down to the cross; but on account of the mistake made
in the holes in the crosspiece, the sacred feet of Jesus did not
reach even to the block. When the executioners saw this, they gave
vent to curses and insults. Some thought they would have to bore new
holes in the transverse arm, for that would be far less difficult
than moving the foot block. Others with horrible scoffing cried out:
"He will not stretch Himself out, but we will help Him!"
Then they tied ropes around the right leg and, with horrible violence
and terrible torture to Jesus, pulled the foot down to the block, and
tied the leg fast with cords. Jesus' body was thus most horribly
distended. His chest gave way with a cracking sound, and He moaned
aloud: "O God! O God!" They had tied down His arms and His
breast also that His hands might not be torn away from the nails. The
abdomen was entirely displaced, and it seemed as if the ribs
broke away from the breastbone. The suffering was horrible.
With similar violence the left foot was drawn and fastened tightly with cords over the right; and because it did not rest firmly enough over the right one for nailing, the instep was bored with a fine, flathead piercer, much finer than the one used for the hands. It was like an auger with a puncher attached. Then seizing the most frightful-looking nail of all, which was much longer than the others, they drove it with great effort through the wounded instep of the left foot and that of the right foot resting below. With a cracking sound, it passed through Jesus' feet into the hole prepared for it in the foot block, and through that again back into the trunk of the cross. I have seen, when standing at the side of the cross, one nail passing through both feet. The nailing of the feet was the most horrible of all, on account of the distension of the whole body. I counted thirty-six strokes of the hammer amid the poor Redeemer's moans, which sounded to me so sweet, so pure, so clear.
With similar violence the left foot was drawn and fastened tightly with cords over the right; and because it did not rest firmly enough over the right one for nailing, the instep was bored with a fine, flathead piercer, much finer than the one used for the hands. It was like an auger with a puncher attached. Then seizing the most frightful-looking nail of all, which was much longer than the others, they drove it with great effort through the wounded instep of the left foot and that of the right foot resting below. With a cracking sound, it passed through Jesus' feet into the hole prepared for it in the foot block, and through that again back into the trunk of the cross. I have seen, when standing at the side of the cross, one nail passing through both feet. The nailing of the feet was the most horrible of all, on account of the distension of the whole body. I counted thirty-six strokes of the hammer amid the poor Redeemer's moans, which sounded to me so sweet, so pure, so clear.
The Blessed Virgin had returned to the
place of execution. At the sound of the tearing and cracking and
moaning that accompanied the nailing of the feet, in her most holy
compassion she became like one dying, and the holy women, supporting
her in their arms, led her again from the circle just as the jeering
Pharisees were drawing nearer. During the nailing and the raising of
the cross which followed, there arose here and there, especially
among the women, such cries of compassion as: "Oh, that the
earth would swallow those wretches! Oh, that fire from Heaven would
consume them!" But these expressions of love were answered
with scorn and insult by Jesus' enemies.
Jesus' moans were purely cries of pain.
Mingled with them were uninterrupted prayers, passages from the
Psalms and Prophecies, whose predictions He was now fulfilling.
During the whole time of His bitter Passion and until the moment of
death, He was engaged in this kind of prayer, and in the
uninterrupted fulfillment of the Prophecies. I heard all the
passages He made use of and repeated them with Him, and when I say
the Psalms, I always remember the verses that Jesus used. But
now I am so crushed by the tortures of my Heavenly Bridegroom that I
cannot recall them, I saw weeping angels hovering over Jesus
during this terrible torture.
The above is taken from:
The Life of Jesus Christ and
Biblical Revelations,
From the Visions of Blessed Anne
Catherine Emmerich
Volume 4, Chapter 46.
The complete text of all four volumes
is online Here.
Available
in print from TAN Books Here. Posted 03/31/2015 by Frank Rega, www.frankrega.com
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